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Something to Cry About

L​ilith lost her favorite stuffy, Snuggles, yesterday.  W​e went to the beach and she wanted to take her. I should have said no or made her put Snuggles in the boot of the bike at least, but she wanted to hold her. Somewhere along the way, Lilith dropped her. As soon as we noticed, I should have turned around and looked for her, but we convinced ourselves that maybe Lilith forgot her at home after…

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Loss and Liberation

I started this blog without giving much thought to the URL. ‘Loss and Liberation’ felt right, so I went with it. It’s my mode of operation. I go with my gut. The original intention here was to process and NORMALIZE grief. I’ve been so saddened to learn how typical it is for people to suffer alone, to feel like the confusing process of rehoming the broken pieces of their lost Love is a burden they…

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Pineapple-Upside Down Cake

Hands down my favorite dessert of childhood. Every year for my half-birthday, my mom would make me one. She’s adorable like that. She would sing ‘Happy Half-Birthday’ and gift me a little trinket. Now, I do the same for my daughter. If you ask her, “When is your birthday?”, she will respond with a sharp, “August 14th and Love Day.” Love Day, aka Valentines Day, is her half-birthday and does not take a back-seat to…

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On Boat-Building and Demon Slaying

I’m nervous.  Just like all the self-help books and workshops told me I’d be.  My belly is crawling and my mind is racing, but I have tools this time.  I wake up before my daughter. I sit in silence. I reach out to friends. I move my body. I write. I am nervous, but I am also determined.  This WILL go differently this time.  It is my belief that if you build a boat from your…

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Gili Air

I quickly grabbed our backpacks and ensured the first feet to touch shore were ours. I couldn’t get away from the boat fast enough. For 2.5 hours, our little boat zipped through the turbulent ocean, zig-zagging left to right to avoid the swells as skillfully as it could. The maybe-not-so-careful maneuvering techniques did nothing to stop half of the passengers from being sick or scared for their lives. The Balinese are famous for their ‘It’s-safe-until-it’s-not-safe’ carefree…

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I haven’t written in a while. To be honest, I haven’t written much in the last 4 years. I’m a writer. I’ve always been a writer, but I don’t create well under pressure. And the pressures of Motherhood are intense. Especially right now. “Especially right now?” You ask with a funny, sarcastic smirk on your face. Look, I know it might not seem like I’m under any pressure. Here I am in Bali, the island…

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